I've had to move, sort and relocate things to fit 7 amazing cases, given to me (also filled with fabric, old dress patterns, paint, children's toys and books) to look through and sort.
The cases range in age, with the oldest probably being 70 years old, and the youngest being 50 years old. Most of them came en route from England, and they still have their destination stickers (partially attached).
It was such a waste to see them, a part of history, thrown out or destroyed, and I thought they would provide valued storage in my little house on the hill.
Here are some of them:
|The bottom case managed to fit my fabric stash|
|This is my new bedside table/blanket box|
|This old metal and wood trunk stores my broken sewing machine (not a happy thought) lots of wool (definitely a happy thought) and general haberdashery necessities.|